And in case you guys didn't already know,

I have feelings, too.


Maybe I seem happy-go-lucky, joking about everything all the time, not giving a shit about anything.

But lol, I am still human, okay?


I've been feeling like a fish out of water for some time now and I'm just about running out of air. I don't know how much more of this I can stand, and I think that's fueling my desire to get out of here. Anywhere but here.


Everything about you irks me now. I think I'm just beginning to pick on you like I did before, and that's bad.
It's possibly entirely my fault, but probably not, too.


I know I don't make sense.
I'm feeling a bit woozy now, but it's definitely not booze.